Chapter 89: The Windless Inn

"Lord Wang." Just as they were chatting, there was a knock at the door. "What?"

Feng Fengjing frowned slightly, very unhappy in her heart, and suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked at the door.

"Come in."

As soon as Feng Fengjing's words were finished, the door was quickly pushed open, and a guard came in and knelt down on one knee in front of Feng Fengjing.

"Lord Wang, I've found Sister Sun."

"Where?"

As soon as he heard that he had found Sister Sun, Zhao Zilu didn't care about anything else, quickly stood up, and then looked at the guard anxiously.

"Now the subordinates have placed her in the Windless Inn."

The guard raised his head and looked at Zhao Zilu, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

Gu Ran was happy to find Sister Sun, but when she thought of the woman's attitude yesterday, Zhao Zilu couldn't help but worry, she looked at the guard anxiously, hoping that he would give an answer: "Then how is she now?" ”

"It's bad."

The guards didn't hide it, and they said it at 151 o'clock.

"The subordinates have already sent people to guard there, whether to invite a doctor, and ask the prince to decide."

"Let's go."

Feng Fengjing quickly stood up, pulled up Zhao Zilu, and quickly walked out, when he arrived at the door, he turned his head and glanced at the guard who was still kneeling: "You go to the city to find the best doctor, and then meet this king." ”

Feng Fengjing took Zhao Zilu to the backyard of the palace, leading his mount, which was a white sweaty and bloody horse, he quickly got on the horse, and then stretched out his hand to Zhao Zilu: "Hurry up, otherwise Sister Sun will be in danger." ”

Looking at Feng Fengjing's hand stretched out to him, Zhao Zilu smiled slightly, and then shook it, and a red glow slowly appeared on his face.

Zhao Zilu's expression was full of Feng Fengjing, a smile spread out on his handsome face, and after holding Zhao Zilu's hand tightly, he forcefully brought her to the horse, and held her tightly in his arms.

The horses were running wildly on the street, Feng Fengjing hugged Zhao Zilu tighter and tighter, and wherever they passed, people saluted them one after another, and even heard envious voices: "Look, they are so happy, if someone holds me like this in the future." ”

The comments of passers-by all reached Zhao Zilu's ears, she couldn't help lowering her head, and red clouds gradually appeared on her face: yes, how she wished that time would stand still like this, but is it possible?

He shook his head with a wry smile and looked ahead: "I don't know how Sister Sun is, whether she is seriously injured." ”

"Don't worry, we're coming."

Feng Feng Jinglu smiled lightly, how could he not hear the words of passers-by, but unfortunately, this sweetness was stolen by him, how could it last long, if he could, he also hoped that this scene would never end.

After more than ten minutes, they finally came to the Windless Inn.

"Lord Wang, you're finally here."

Before Feng Fengjing got off the horse, a guard quickly ushered in inside, and knelt down to Feng Fengjing.

"Get up, where is Sister Sun?"

Feng Fengjing glanced at the guard, then quickly got off the horse and hugged Zhao Zilu down.

"Room 206."

The guard quickly stood up, and then ran to the inn first.

"Let's hurry."

After Zhao Zilu dismounted, he steadied his footsteps, then glanced at Feng Fengjing, and prepared to walk inside.

Looking at Zhao Zilu, who was in a hurry to leave, Feng Fengjing took a quick step forward, then took her hand and smiled: "The road is slippery, be careful." ”

Slippery roads?

Zhao Zilu looked at his feet while walking, and the wooden floor was also slippery?

"How's it going?"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhao Zilu asked anxiously.

"They're in there, but it's not going well."

There was also a guard standing outside the door, he glanced at Zhao Zilu, then moved his gaze to Feng Fengjing, and knelt down: "See the prince." ”

"Get up."

Feng Fengjing frowned tightly, pushed the door open hard, and pulled Zhao Zilu inside.